Betty

Jealousy here sounds not like a tragedy, but like a half-joking conversation with the air itself. The scene immediately comes to mind: a village shore, an old Chevy, fogged-up windows, and two shadows that seem to be living someone else's, yet all too familiar, story. And yes, there is sarcasm in every line - after all, what else is there to do but laugh at the fact that Betty has better hair and is apparently a better cook?

Behind the playful envy lies an honest feeling - resentment that the words that were so lacking now flow easily for someone else. But there is almost no malice. There is an acknowledgment that “he was always handsome,” there is even respect for the rival, ironic and a little painful. The music keeps it all in a light rhythm, turning heartbreak into a story that is easier to sing than to live through in silence.